The huge wave sweeping the anime world

In order to gain more powerful strength, in order to be able to take revenge on everyone in the world, and in order to better rule these people, they are all raised together as flesh and blood rations.

After spreading the virus, which was called "The Favor of the Blood Angel" within the World Government, the Tyrant returned to the place that once terrified him.

The horrible prison from which he once dreamed of escaping even in his dreams.

After carefully reading the experimenter's experimental log, he carefully injected another potion into his body.

The fusion of the two potions filled his entire body with strength, giving him power that he had never dared to imagine before.

The fusion of the two potions made his desire for blood even stronger.

When he had no fresh blood and flesh to eat, he felt as if he had lost the ability to breathe.

His hunger was not suppressed until he ate a defected experimenter as lunch.

Since that day, he gained an ability to judge the strength of his enemies based on the blood strength they gave him as feedback.

This ability facilitated his process of forming the Bloodfang Clan, the only large tribe on Dara Island.

But the moment he felt the murderous intent from Heisenberg, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he gained the power.

The desire for blood in his body reached its peak in an instant, but disappeared without a trace the moment Heisenberg turned his head.

The tyrant, who was left alone and had no time to adapt to the changes, stared at Heisenberg, waiting for him to tell him about his plan.

"I believe you should have received a report from your mutant test subjects that a group of baboons are exploring on Dara Island."

Heisenberg did not keep the audience in suspense and went straight to the point by stating the main purpose of his trip.

"So do you need us to help them explore the entire Dara Island? In the past, I could send out my elite team to escort them, but now..."

The Tyrant sighed. From the starting point of the world government's research, it was actually successful. If these mutant test subjects did not have the stable attraction of flesh and blood, they would inevitably kill each other.

Now the other party has wiped out its greatest reliance, the survivor breeding farm.

In the short term, he may still have some prestige over those mutant test subjects, and they may reluctantly obey his commands.

But those baboons were all fresh living flesh and blood. Although not as delicious as humans, for the mutant test subjects who were in a state of hunger and thirst, any food they had was enough and they would not be picky at all.

But he didn't dare to ask the other party to return the rations directly, so he could only play it in a tactful way, hoping that the other party could understand his difficulties and return the rations to him, so that their cooperation would be smoother.

"Need not"

"I told you at the beginning, I told you my plan and let you do it yourself, so I won't make any comments or interfere with what you want to do."

Heisenberg naturally understood what the tyrant meant, but he didn't want to pay attention to him.

What the harmless cat said was right. The world today is no longer the millennium world full of despair and depression, but an ordinary world full of normal human emotions.

If he continued to treat everything with his previous indifference, their plan to develop the other world would never succeed.

So he tried his best to add some humanity to himself as a disguise when he passed by the survivors' farm.

The added humanity took effect, guiding him to unprecedentedly save these people who might be eaten as food by the mutant test subjects today, perhaps tomorrow, or definitely one day.

It is also possible that he does not want the Earth players from the other world to see the darkness of this world too early, at least not during the novice stage.

"So what do you want me to do?"

The tyrant didn't understand what the other party meant. If the baboons really acted like they were going to grind them to ashes, he would do so.

This old man should have come to kill them all, but now he is acting ambiguously, wanting to cooperate or not.

So what is this for?

"You must be wondering what I am trying to say. To make it short, I want you to hunt down all the baboons that enter the interior of Dara Island."

Heisenberg saw through the Tyrant's doubts. If it were the original him, he might have directly invaded the soul, guided it, and then controlled it.

There is no need for roundabout language at all.

It’s all Vashto’s fault. It’s definitely his storytelling soul that has influenced me. I must keep my distance from him next time we meet.

Otherwise he will lower your IQ again.

Heisenberg was thinking of Vashto who was training far away at the Naval Headquarters, and found a false reason to accuse him.

"Hmm? Aren't they your men?"

The tyrant blurted out the doubt in his mind.

"Yes, but they are too weak and need to be tempered. However, the individual combat power of you mutant test subjects is weaker than theirs. Only the second-stage test subjects can kill these people."

"And if you still maintain your scattered distribution, then this Dala Island will not be able to provide a good trial for anyone except you and the other mutant test subject."

"So, I need you to kill them. This is a military book I brought to you. The content above is written according to your country's language. When the time comes, you can judge the actions of those baboons by looking at this book. Remember not to just read it mechanically, but use it vividly."

As soon as he asked for it, Heisenberg threw a copy of "The Art of War" to the tyrant. The cover of the book was an authentic Chinese copy of The Art of War published by the People's Publishing House, which Wuhai had sent him. He had taken great pains to translate and annotate the contents of the book.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I am a very fair person in making deals. At least it looks like a win-win situation on the surface. Although I don't have to stick to principles for people like you, I am happy to do so. So, I will send you some gifts during the battle, and you will know what they are when you check them."

After saying this, Heisenberg slowly walked towards the survivor breeding farm and put the people there into the space device. The entire purpose of his trip was achieved.

“What can I actually get?”

The tyrant was not satisfied with Heisenberg's verbal check and wanted to know what the gift was.

“You can have a rich life experience”

Heisenberg's figure disappeared in front of the tyrant, but his voice clearly reached his ears.

"Aren't you worried that I might kill them all?"

The tyrant's body was trembling. The other party's attitude showed that he was not taken seriously, but what could he do? Apart from saying some harsh words, he didn't even dare to refute the old man verbally.

"I will be very happy. Maybe I can give you a higher level of life, which will be much better than your current half-finished state."